DISCLAIMER: At the moment of starting to write this I currently have no intention of including graphic sex scenes; but that may well change. Just a heads-up! Also, my story is based upon the practice of a Psychic branch called Psionics. This is practiced by people in the world today, and many people believe in its existence. Personally I am still unsure but have started to practice- this story is my over active imagination needing to be vented!! I hope you enjoy- and comments or recommendations are greatly appreciated. lee.newman389@yahoo.co.uk
I woke early, still slick with sweat from the horrid dream. Not horrid in a nightmarish way but i have had the same one for two weeks now, and its getting boring.
I am walking in some woods, it suddenly gets very dark. The little light around me lets me see that there is a shadow in front of me.
I know i should be able to see this shadow.
"You are not ready for the sight, young one" the shadow says. The voice is neither male or female, the sound holds a comforting caress within it though.
"Who are you?" I have to ask. Although i have asked it 14 times now!!
"I am the Dark One, the Keeper of Life. Some call me Angel Of Death, though i am so often misunderstood. I come with a warning.
There is another- stronger than myself. You are a key, your blood is strong. If you are not prepared for the fight to come, your blood will be taken from you to let this Other enter your plane of existence, enter your body. Your mind will be trapped in The Void forevermore and all the worlds we know will be under threat. A dark time comes little one, you must be ready."
"I don't understand. This is just a dream."
"It will be a dream for you everyday until you start to let yourself free from your reality. Denying your true self will not protect you when the Shadows come in the night. Remember I am here for you, and you must trust yourself."
So here I am, 18 years old having re-occuring dreams about an "end of the world" and i "am the key"! Great, pack that with I'm gay and you have yourself one confused guy.I don't really smoke weed in the day because i end up doing nothing but prancing about and laughing at myself but today is going to be different i decide. I quickly roll a fatty fatty and lay in bed in deep thought. My Nan is the only one i can think to go to. My mother, bless her, does not get on with my Nan because of her beliefs. Apparently she thinks she is a Witch and talks to Faeries and Dragons, etc. So if anything i can talk to some fellow loon about my crazy dream. Yep, my mind is made up. I'll go to see her.
I prop myself up in bed and look at the mirror at the end of my room. My hair is short and brown, though somewhat flat and mis-shaped from sleep. I'm toned, and very lucky because i hate exercise. My eyes are different from everyone elses that i know, they are steel grey with a ring of yellow just outside of the pupil. I shower and get changed. Time to do some digging before my Mum gets back for lunch. I go through her dresser to find my Nan's address. After finding my mother dildo by accident, and only realising when it suddenly appeared in my hand, i give a girly scream and throw it across the room. After some jumping up and down and forming some rather unsavoury vocabulary I find what i am looking for. Everything as i found it? Good.
Just in time too, i hear the downstairs door open. I run downstairs to greet her.
"Hey Mum, how is your day going?"
"Ok honey, though you better not be smoking that shite all day. I know you have a few days off, and i want you to enjoy them. I don't like coming home to a blast from my past and spending the rest of the day at work reminising about my youth and being extremely jealous of you!"
"Mum, you're so cool. Don't worry I am off out this afternoon for a bit. I think there is still some Lasagne in the fridge from last night.
Want me to heat some up and we can eat it together?"
"That would be nice. I'm just going to pop to the toilet and drop the kids off at the pool."
"Ewwww, now you're not cool!"
She leaves the room laughing. While I get the food ready I am thinking about how lucky I am to have my mother. She lets me smoke pot, she is completely accepting of my sexuality. I had a boyfriend six months- we'll just call him knob- and he cheated on me. He made the mistake of telling me in my room and i got very upset. In the process of kicking him out we were argueing downstairs by the door, and anger was rife. My mother was home and just knew not to get involved and was excusing herself upstairs when i called knob a whore. He hit me. I know he didn't mean to but that doesn't forgive his action. I have never seen my mother move so fast. She had him in a headlock punching his nose telling him to never hit me again, to never darken our door again, etc. The stupid man then said get off me bitch. That was the icing on the cake for her so she threw him into the standing mirror by the front door, and opened the door and just pointed at it. God i love that woman!
After eating, and having to lie to her about going to see a friend, we left together and i got the bus to the train station and from Manchester to Leeds
i went!! It wasn't a long train journey and i was there soon. I jumped in a Taxi and passed the address to the man and he grunted. Quite attractive but the grunt said it all.
After 20 minutes he pulled up outside a pretty normal looking house. Apart from the broomstick across the window, the gargoyle statue at the door, and the windchimes all over the place you probably would not think this was a "Witches" house. I walked up the path and was about to knock when the door opened and a little lady was there. I was a bit speechless because i haven't seen my Nan since i was 2 so didn't remember her.
"Come in Leo, you're two weeks late!!"
Here ends Chapter 1 Part A. Short, but im busy and need time to think of how to word next chapter :) Will submit the other part tonight or tomorrow early on. Remember, feedback greatly appreciated.